A couple weeks ago I went on a Tumblr trawl for RP memes, and this is one that seemed pretty easy to adapt to us.
Send me a holiday and I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating together.
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Ask my character a question about a holiday: favorite food, plans for an upcoming holiday, favorite gift received, cherished memories, etc! For
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What, birthdays are totally holidays.
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"Because it's my birthday," Topher reminded him. "And Billy said I couldn't ask to see your code for a present. And I like paintball." The look he gave Victor was almost sympathetic. "You really suck."
"I noticed," Victor said dryly. He owed Billy. "Happy birthday again, man. Want to go get pancakes?"
"That or pizza," Topher nodded. "Or chinese. Or you could change your mind about the code-"
"Topher."
"Fine. Pancakes."
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Bond and Tyrion had drawn the short straws with regard to chaperoning the Valentine's Dance, which had even more horny teenagers than usual (the AU teens showing up before the dance in an unexpected twist of Fandom Weirdness). Having pre-spiked a bowl of punch as a coping mechanism, the two got to talking, and as they shared more tales of romantic woe, drank steadily more punch (enough that it ended up being the first Fandom High dance ever where no student consumed adulterated punch ( ... )
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What? It's a nerd holiday.
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I am 100% the worst, yup.
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"Now, what's important here," Max said as he and Bond entered the fourth club of the night, "is the strategic collection of beads. You're gonna want to take your shirt off exactly three and two-thirds paces toward the bar, and you're gonna want the bartender named Rick. Sucker for a British accent."
"Rick," Bond repeated, glancing over at the bar. "Would that be--?"
"I'm not done," Max interrupted. "When you get to Rick -- ginger, but no freckles; I know, it baffles my mind too -- you're gonna want to order something classy, but easy to find. Make sure to use flattery, heavy but not too heavy, and mention your favorite color is a color the beads come in. That means purple, green, or blue. Don't pick pink, it messes with your image. You got that?"
Bond gave a solemn nod. "Got it."
"You sure?" Max checked, taking in the rest of the club now. Lots of guys dancing -- ooh, hot Asian guy near the bathrooms. Max liked. "'Cause you still might not make it through ( ... )
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Peter and Topher, Sinterklaas. ♥
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Peter caught Petra's eyes momentarily, then turned back to Topher with a sigh. "It's important for the Hegemon to--"
"--respect the cultural traditions of whatever country he is in at the time, yadda yadda yadda, but do we really have to be a part of it?" Topher said. "I mean, really! There are poems! And jello!" Beat. "Okay, the jello was fun, but poems, man!"
"The Dutch take Sinterklaas very seriously," Peter said, straight-faced, "And therefor as the Hegemon it is my responsibility to take it just as seriously. Now give me your damned poem so I can read it to the group. I can make anything sound good."
Topher shot forward and tried to pull the sheet of paper out of Peter's hands. But Petra beat him to it, snagging Topher's wrists and dragging him bodily away from Peter. "Play nice, geek," she said.
Topher whined pitifully. Why had Peter insisted on marrying pink She-Beast"There was once a man in the United States, that did not enjoy a ( ... )
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